Feral Instincts Part 1
#14 of Tik Tik into the Wildlands
Draykan has taken the training of the Knights of Love, and has brought an injured elf back to the baths for protection, but when she touches his horns, the damage done to him by the evil cult takes hold, and he reverts to a primal form. Can he be calmed, even by the power of the High priestess of love?
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Silence takes over the baths at the temple of love. The High Priestess stands at the edge of one of the many pools, stunned into silence at the beast looming over the amputated elf woman, Galenna. She clutches at her chest, seeing the pure primal rage that looks at Galenna now. She remembers that rage, as it had been directed at her once before.
During one of their healing sessions, Her body and Draykan's coiled together. they petted and played at each other's forms, exploring and healing, for the dragon had only ever been touched in hate and perversity, not with the guiding hand of a true lover.
And as she explored, her fingers move over to the dragon's horns, seeking to caress those symbols of his virility. But as soon as she did, his body tensed up. His eyes became slitted and angered, his pleasant visage the composure of a monster, and he ravaged her, over and over again, until he passed out, leaving her sore for days to come.
And now, Galenna, the poor elf woman in need of healing, has found that trigger that drives him wild, and is experiencing the full brunt of his wrath.
His strong arms pull her legs upward, not caring that they are in a pool, that she has no solid ground to lay upon, that water splashes up over her face. He squeezes her prosthetic limbs, the material cracking under the strength of his hold. Twin cocks, hard as diamond, line up perfectly to hit both of her holes, and he thrusts forward with little time for her to prepare. Her body bulges with the thick twin rods prodding up into her, penetrating deep, striking at her recesses. A beast like him has no need to worry about assaulting her womb over and over again, all it cares about is its own desire to lay its seed into this, and every, female.
Galenna sputters and coughs from each push, her false arms detaching and moving underneath of her, pushing her up, laying her shoulders on the edge of the pool. He doesn't care and just continues forcing himself upon her, her body rubbing roughly against the tile next to the tub.
The High Priestess freezes when she sees the expression, hears the sounds, and knows the intentions of the elf. Galenna's cries that echo the bath hall are not those of a frail waif being violated by an inhumane assault, but of a wild beast, screaming in heat, getting exactly what it wanted.
Tymara knows what she now must do, and the High Priestess disrobes and steps into the pool with a serene urgency. Despite her calm entrance, Galenna glances over to her with manic eyes, and a furious grimace that chills her spine. "Stay away, yo-you whore!" she screams, her hands moving down along her own body. "This is what I want! This is my Drakey, this is love!"
"You don't know what love is," Tymara says, lifting her hands up to the sky and speaking in the tongue of the spirits of love. A warmth surrounds her, letting her body glisten. Slight changes come over to her at the request she makes. Her nipples perk up, her pores glisten, and wafting up from her is that sweet musk of a creature in need of satisfaction.
Draykan slows down his punishing rutting to close his eyes and sniff the air. His gaze then turns to Tymara, who stands knee deep in the water, her hands out to her side, open for the beast to take her. He slides his cocks out of the broken elf's holes, dropping her into the water with a splash as he sloshes through the pool over towards the High Priestess.
Sputtering, Galenna pulls herself up, her face a mask of vitriol towards the High Priestess. She stumbles onto her feet, standing hunched over, and shouts. "You bitch!" With that, she holds her arms out and they fly free from her body, zipping past Draykan. The dragon blinks, letting out a confused grunt as the hands grab the High Priestess by the shoulders and throw her back against the edge.
"You ungrateful girl!" Tymara responds, her eyes glowing with divine energy. "I'm trying to save you!"
The dragon growls, stepping closer to her, but the Priestess grabs the arms by the wrists and whispers another powerful spell. This time, she, along with the arms, disappear, reappearing right in front of the injured elf. She looms over her, that motherly form overpowering the thinner woman's frame. But Galenna is unafraid, and she grabs the High Priestess by the shoulders, seeking to throw her off, to get her away. At the same time, Tymara grabs onto her hips, trying to overpower the other elf.
The two women splash and struggle, their bodies pressed together, their scents of lust and rage wafting up to Draykan's nostrils, and the feralized dragon stands there, wide-eyed and dumbfounded that his two pieces of fuckmeat were now tumbling in the water together. His first instinct is to stomp on over there and overpower both at once, taking them with a penis each. But there's another instinct, one that wants to stand there--one that wants to watch this beautiful erotic battle unfold.
Galenna pulls Tymara's hair and bites her shoulder, while the High Priestess dunks her opponent under the water a couple times.
Draykan huffs and snorts, his hands twitching, ready to spring in, but that other side of him tells him to wait, to see what happens. His breath calms down as he watches the exchange, his eyes relaxing, his primal urges changing focus, until he can stand there and enjoy the show with an unclouded perception.
Tymara stands tall as Galenna clings to her back, her hands now wrapped around her, squeezing the High Priestess's breasts. Galenna snarls, saying "is this what you want, queen slut? You want me to lez out on you and let Dray cheat on me at the same time!?"